The chef hurriedly covered his daughter's mouth and apologized in panic, "I'm sorry, really sorry, Niuniu finished school early today, and her dad couldn't get to the school in time, so..."
"So, you're fired."
Bo Jinghang coldly interrupted her, his gaze landing on the stunned and silent Qin Yiren, his heart tightening with a slight stab of pain.
His hand, hanging by his side, tightened as he listened to the chef hastily explain, "Please believe me, I really didn't mean it, it's the first time I've secretly brought my daughter, please forgive me this once, I'll immediately take my daughter back!"
"I don't want to hear any excuses."
Bo Jinghang responded with ruthless indifference, expressionless as he continued, "The Bo Family pays you a premium salary according to the contract, yet you failed to adhere to work requirements and confidentiality principles. I will reserve the right to resolve the issue legally."
With that, he gently pushed Qin Yiren's wheelchair away.
